Cannon Fodder Raiders: Concubine Ai is capricious

Chapter 210 Good luck, you are crazy
The opponent missed a blow, but did not flee in a hurry like last time, but changed the hand holding the sword and continued to bully him. Xia Houjing dodged with Zhu Haitang in his arms, and dodged sideways, To protect Zhu Haitang well, and to protect her stomach, so I couldn't spare any extra hands for a while, the opponent's swordsmanship was fast, and his moves were aggressive, so after a few rounds, Xia Houjing could only hug Zhu Haitang to avoid it. There is no room for retaliation.

If this continues, sooner or later something will happen.

So he simply released Zhu Haitang from his arms and protected her behind him. While Zhu Haitang was still thinking about "Xia Houjing doesn't care about me again" with a confused look on his face, Xia Houjing had already stretched his waist. He drew out his soft sword and shook it open to challenge.

The situation reversed in an instant.

The "carriage driver" was still aggressive just now, but now he seemed a bit overwhelmed.

At this moment, another murderous aura rushed straight at him, a figure leaped out of the air, and a face that resembled Xia Houjing half to six times appeared in front of Zhu Haitang, with a ferocious smile, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhu Haitang, Before Zhu Haitang could stand still, he saw a flash of cold light in front of him.

Xia Houjing was originally distracted from paying attention to the situation here, but when he saw this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the soft sword shook into a lightning bolt and threw it straight, forcing the disguised coachman back for a few steps. Leaped to Zhu Haitang.

At the same time, Xia Houch's sword penetrated directly through his left shoulder and penetrated until the hilt was against his back. The blade of the sword poked the old man in front of Zhu Haitang, and you could even see the sword body shaking slightly. Haitang looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. The blood continued to flow down the sword blade, soaking Xia Houjing's silver-purple robe. Because of the color, the blood stained on the robe was not obvious. , but Zhu Haitang's heart still shrank.

One wave after another started, and the coachman who had been forced back by Xia Houjing suddenly took action. His sharp blade broke through the air and stabbed straight at Xia Houjing's neck.

Zhu Haitang's eyes were splitting as she looked at the extremely familiar face in front of her. It was clear that that face used to only smile gently at her, but now it was full of murderous intent. She raised her head and finally couldn't bear it anymore and broke down and shouted: "Wish you great blessings." !Are you crazy?!”

As soon as this remark came out, the other party's expression finally changed, as if he had been stimulated by something, he twisted, and the sword edge in his hand also deviated. Xia Houjing reacted quickly, and suddenly made a backhand move. The two overturned in an instant, the hilt that pierced through the shoulder was tightly held by Xia Houjing, and the sword edge was directly drawn from his shoulder.

Blood splattered.

It was not the first time for Zhu Haitang to see such a bloody scene. Before, she just felt that she couldn't breathe smoothly, but now she felt a bit more colic for no reason.

Xia Houjing picked up Zhu Haitang who had been stupefied in place, jumped on the front of the carriage, and left quickly.

All this happened in an instant.

When Xia Houhe got up from the ground in embarrassment, everyone had disappeared.

His ferocious face slowly calmed down after wishing him great blessings, but in the end he chuckled directly, raised the sword stained with Xia Houjing's blood, and sighed: "It's a pity that the tyrant was almost killed. There is no place to die."

Zhu Dafu on the ground raised his eyebrows and was stopped by the man behind him the next moment: "Where are you going?"

There was even a hint of unnoticeable nervousness in his tone.

The other party didn't even look back, and said four words coldly: "None of your business."

"you······"

Xia Houch was choked by his words, but he could only stare at his back angrily, grinding his teeth in self-hate.

This is a great blessing. He suddenly changed his temperament more than half a month ago and no longer obeyed orders. If it weren't for his high martial arts and strength, he would not tolerate him living to this day and still make himself angry. Cut to pieces.

The blood on Xia Houjing's silver-purple clothes doesn't look scary, but Zhu Haitang likes to wear plain clothes on weekdays. She is dressed in white and is hugged by Xia Houjing. The clothes are all stained with blood from Xia Houjing's body. Thrilling, bright red and dazzling.Especially when Xia Houjing held her all the way, blood was still oozing out.

She looked at Xia Houjing's face, subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover his shoulder, blood gushed out from her fingertips, Zhu Haitang stared blankly, did she use the routine that made Wei Xinyan take heart and soul out of the original book on her? ?

However, knowing that the other party is playing tricks, why is she still so sad? Her eyes are already blurred, her eyes are wet with tears, and only a blur of red remains in front of her eyes. She comforts herself that Xia Houjing is the hero of the original novel There might be something wrong, she won't die, and while her heart seemed to be tightly grabbed by an invisible hand, she suddenly understood Wei Xinyan's love and hatred for Xia Houjing back then.

Thinking of the picture of Zhu Dafu's sword almost piercing Xia Houjing's neck just now, Zhu Haitang's heart throbbed again.

Xia Houjing carried her back to the other courtyard. He was very tolerant and his shoulders were pierced. But except for his pale face and some fine sweat on his forehead, his expression was still the same as usual. He even walked with someone in his arms for such a long time.

Zhu Haitang was let down. If it wasn't for the blood on her body, she could hardly believe that Xia Houjing was really injured, and it was because of herself.

"Are you hurt?" His first sentence was to ask Zhu Haitang. Zhu Haitang subconsciously shook her head, but her eyes couldn't help but look at his shoulder, and her eyebrows frowned.

Seeing her gaze, Xia Houjing shook her head comfortingly and said, "I'm fine, don't be afraid."

He said "don't be afraid", he knew Zhu Haitang's fear.

While speaking, a servant has already run over: "My lord!"

Xia Houjing waved her hand, "Take Concubine Tang to rest first."

Zhu Haitang walked a few steps obediently, and suddenly turned back and walked back. Xia Houjing had already sat down on the chair, someone ran to ask the imperial physician, and someone was cutting the clothes on his shoulders with scissors.

Seeing Zhu Haitang walking back, she was a little worried: "But what's wrong?"

Zhu Haitang shook her head blankly, and said in a daze, "I'm just here to see if there's anything I can do to help."

"Aren't you afraid of blood?"

Zhu Haitang shook her head again.

She wasn't afraid of blood, but she was afraid of those bloody scenes, but she felt that if she continued to be together with Xia Houjing, maybe one day she would be indifferent no matter what she saw.

The smell of blood still made her feel a little uncomfortable. She took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the retching, and stood stubbornly where she was.

After all, Xia Houjing couldn't bear it, "Let's go back first."

It was the tone of command again.

(End of this chapter)